『 Mistake 』

『 Why?』

04.21.19

2100 words

『 Why?』

It's... odd... very... very odd.

Why is he even doing this? He doesn't know himself. All he knows is that he's doing the right thing. He can't let someone innocent die over something pointless again because... he himself had already dyed his hands in red countless of times, more than one could think.

Call this his repentance or whatever but, right now, he's risking his life just to get in contact with that little white-haired child he's supposed to have been killed countless of times already. He just can't bring himself to kill that child. Something about that child is rather special.

Xavier appeared in a bush, chakra and appearance completely concealed. He didn't hesitate to throw the card at the child sitting worriedly at the porch next to a high risk individual-also known as Itachi, before proceeding to escape in his rabbit henge and appear somewhere away at a considerable amount of distance, far enough to not sense the child's chakra.

This man in white could rest easy now, right? The child will escape, right? He can save one more life... right? Right?

Oh, how wrong he was-he didn't think he'd be found this quick. The air got knocked out of his lungs as he was lunged onto a boulder (the second time, actually-thanks to Kakashi) with a hand wrapped around his neck. "O-Oh...! Hey...! Gee-sama...!" Xavier struggled to breathe, but he still kept a smile on his face under his mask.

"K̵̟͑ň̸̖̘̩̟̝͛͠ŏ̴̼̼͈̻͝ͅw̵̭̜̠̖͋̃̀͛ͅ ̷̮̖͔̌̒͘ͅy̸̰̼̹̿͋͛̓͝õ̴͈̱̻͌̏ͅũ̷̧̠͈̺̊͊̕r̶̯̻͌̿ ̵̖̩̱̓̐͋̉p̷͇͙̼̉l̶͌͆͜a̸͖͙̖̳͇̋͆ĉ̶̡̻͍͚̘ē̵̡̱̙̣͖̿̅,̵͉̓̈ ̸͇̝̻̼͙̑̾͊̓͒y̴̖̿̄̿́̔o̶̫̯͙͒u̶͙̅̓͠ ̴̜͘̕d̴̙̪̂̿̒̽̽e̸̹͇͔͊̄̌͘ṡ̴̪̪ͅp̵͕̬̟͗͝i̷̦̿͗c̵̨̩̗̤̳̃͋̒̄ȃ̴̱͕̟͍̥́̈́͗͗b̵̛͕͎̍̈́͗͜l̶̗̺̟̦͖͛̅̀̔̋e̴̗̲̒͆̀͋͝ ̴͚̜͚̽͗̿͆c̸̲̽͐̃h̸̪̔̈́͂i̷̞̫͔̜̤̍l̵̠͛͛̑͂͜d̴̻̳̟͚̖̅̂́̾͝.̷͇̣̄" This person just had to use that scary voice. How ironic, really-a figure no taller than a child is calling him, a young adult, a "child", but he's used to it. It has always been like this, ever since fate let them meet. Well, if fate could undo their meeting in the first place, it wouldn't be like this, would it? But they just had to meet.

And he finally showed his true colours, "I've been putting up with your idiot mind, and I know you're helping him." One golden eye stared at his brown ones, and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep himself sane anymore. "You'll be useful after this." The flaring golden eye showed sinister joy, and he knew what this meant.

He's caught.

It's game over.

He just had to meet this person.

Why him, of all people?

Tears started to flow down from Xavier's eyes. No one would be able to see his sorrowful eyes that are filled with regret and hatred. No one would be able to tell how he's feeling.